Apprentices: Waxing Crescent

Nina P. YA&Teenfiction

BOOK 1 OF THE APPRENTICES SERIES
Evelyn is a young witch, attending a secret school for supernaturals. At the Elite, Lycans and Strigons Joined Seminary, she finds herself navigating between mantaining her popularity and learning to fight the lurking danger that awaits outside the wards. Will she develop unwanted feelings for her werewolf boyfriend? Or will she protect herself from heartbreak? Will she solve the mystery of the mass murder of warrior witches? Or will she become the next victim?
STORY PREVIEW
I take the dagger in my hand, taking deep breaths as I prepare myself for the journey ahead. Kir watches me curiously, probably thinking that I’ll chicken out in the last minute. I try to remember all the instructions that he gave me, knowing that I’ll only have myself to rely on in the other world.
 
Drawing in another shaky breath, I pull my sleeve up, drawing a long line down my forearm. I barely feel the sharp tip cut through my skin, realizing that it doesn’t hurt as much as I thought it would. I put the dagger back on the desk, watching as my blood travels down the vertical crevice on the blade.
 
Once it reaches the handle, it seems to run into it, making me furrow my eyebrows in confusion. Why am I not there yet? What is going on? Suddenly, the symbol of the drop lights up, and I feel my head being thrown back as my soul shoots out of my body.
 
I can see myself right on that armchair before I get pulled somewhere outside. Out of the Seminary, out of Ohio. I’m flying across the sky, until I reach the darkness. Then, a tiny light appears somewhere in the distance. A light that makes me realize that there are thousands of lights all around me. They look like stars, but not exactly like them.
 
Before I’m able to concentrate on trying to figure out where they’re coming from, one of them already starts flying towards me. I try to dodge it, but it travels towards me with the speed of the light. As I instinctively try to cover my face to protect myself, it already engulfs me, soaking me in a strange cold feeling.
 
In the next moment, I find myself in a place unlike any other. I seem to be watching the strange stars from the bottom of a canyon, but the rocks aren’t the right color. They’re something between blue, grey and violet. The area closer to the ground is covered in moss. There are strange trees and flowers growing out of the stone.
 
The weirdest thing I find about those plants is that they’re not reaching towards the light, like I’m used to see. They’re growing downwards, towards the moss. So, this must be it. The other world.
 
I draw my gaze in front of me, realizing that it all feels surreal. Like I’m in a dream. Suddenly, floating images appear in front of my eyes. They are like people, but too transparent to be real. Ghosts. Are these … Souls of deceased people?

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